The spiritual power, like a storm, swept through this area. Even Qing Li behind Long Yan couldn't help but release her own spiritual power to resist this powerful True Qi storm. Moreover, the ferocity of this True Qi storm wasn't even aimed at her yet had such terrifying power, not to mention that it was precisely Long Yan who was its target.
Now, Long Yan was being suppressed by this terrifying True Qi to the point where even raising his head was difficult, but this did not mean Long Yan would give up.
Facing Long Qingtu, who was high above like a god in the air, the corner of Long Yan's mouth curled into a smile.
She loved challenging the impossible; this was how she walked down this path.
With the in-hand demon spear aiming remotely at Long Qingtu in mid-air, she would never yield like this.
